I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

"However, I won't give up so easily... Very well, let's go again! Guess what my greatest hobby is? This time, it will definitely surprise you..."

Whether it was my imagination or not, the male magician seemed to tremble slightly.

"It's singing."

It's not difficult at all; I know it like the back of my hand.

"Hmm! Fujimaru, you really are a prophet... You even know all about my hobbies. You wouldn't happen to be a huge fan of mine, would you? You're definitely a fan of mine, right?! I'm a little embarrassed, but to have a fan know this much about me... I'm really a little ashamed."

Fujimaru Ritsuka stared blankly at Nero, speechless for a moment.

"fan...?!"

Emperor Nero's pretty face flushed slightly.

"Fujimaru, why do you have to look at me like that? Although I am indeed very beautiful, it is very embarrassing to be stared at so intensely."

How would Nero in this timeline know the word "fan"?

Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned.

"W-what's wrong? Fujimaru, are you not a fan of mine? Perhaps I'm not really clear about idols and fans... this kind of thing, um... could it be that Elizabeth is more charismatic than me?"

"Elizabeth... Miss Nero, is the Elizabeth you see a beautiful red-haired girl with long dragon horns and wearing a gothic dress?"

Elizabeth, have you already been to Rome by now?

However, since the singularity has undergone an anomaly, such a thing is not impossible, right?

Nero nodded: "Fujimaru is also a fan of Elizabeth? It seems my idol appeal is far from sufficient... I'm an all-around genius, this little thing is nothing..."

"I am a fan of His Majesty Nero."

Fujimaru Ritsuka blinked and quickly said.

"real?!"

The blonde girl perked up instantly upon hearing Fujimaru Ritsuka's words.

"Really, Miss Nero is really cute."

The boy blinked again and said with great determination.

"I'm so happy! I definitely have the potential to become an idol emperor. I bet Fujimaru thinks so too!"

The young girl gently placed her delicate white palm on her chest, her right hand elegantly outstretched, this was the moment to open her heart!

"Hmm, even prison life cannot diminish the love for idols. In this despairing place, let me sing loudly!"

Singing...high?!

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Chapter Sixteen: The Prison Break Begins the Search for the Holy Grail

In the distant past, there was a king.

That king was born to be king.

Just like a shepherd, who is a natural shepherd, not a...

But that man did not crave omnipotence; he only desired wisdom.

He was granted a divine miracle, but he only used it once.

This is the story of a certain human being who once existed, but no longer exists.

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"The Light of Rome, my name is Nero."

The young girl gently stroked her breasts, raised her arms, and earnestly reveled in her joyful singing voice.

Sakura Tange's singing is so beautiful, but how did Her Majesty Nero manage to sing it like this?

"What are you standing there for, Master? And Fujimaru, let's sing a magnificent song together! It's luxurious and splendid, and even if we're imprisoned, we can't lose our passion!"

His Majesty Nero became fully active.

Fujimaru Ritsuka:......

"Sing your ass off."

"With your lousy voice, I'd rather hear a rat screaming in the toilet than hear you, you wretched thing, yell once."

The magician Simon plugged his ears with his robe, snorted coldly, and mercilessly insulted Nero's singing voice.

"Hey, why is that? Yu Mingming sang with so much passion!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded. Anyway, she was already used to the Nero Festival, so even if it was a mental attack, Gudako was definitely not afraid.

We shouldn't be afraid of any sounds we encounter; we should face them with a smile.

However, Nero does indeed possess some of the potential of Venus Aphrodite, both being mental interference weapons.

"How could this be? Yu Mingming sang with such care."

The girl nodded, making up her mind: "Hmm, it must be because I haven't tried hard enough."

"I will sing even harder!"

Why can't you sing well? Isn't it because you're not trying hard enough?

Nero sang with even greater enthusiasm and expression.

however.

thump--!

"Oh... my master! My master! Why have you collapsed?!"

The magician suddenly collapsed.

...The music ended.

"I think we should start planning our prison break now."

The magician man, his face contorted in pain, spoke in a hoarse voice.

"really."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded in agreement.

"Why...why?!" The girl looked at the two of them in confusion. Suffering from a chronic headache, she seemed unaware of just how destructive her music was.

"Because I'm pretty sure that all the guards outside have already been killed in action."

The magician touched his ear with lingering fear.

"By the way, kid, you're the Master, right?"

Simon's dark eyes stared directly at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"A drifter who does not belong to this era, a summoner whose survival is based on observation."

Gudako was slightly taken aback: "Do you know me?"

"Hmm, judging from your situation, that seems to be the case. It seems you're not some hopeless scoundrel after all. Although you're troublesome... well, let's sign a contract."

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally realized what was happening.

The magician standing in the shadows, dressed in black, with only his eyes visible, was actually a Servant.

"The contract, my master... what exactly is this contract?"

Nero asked curiously.

"It is a contract between Master and Servant. I am not a living human being now... but exist in this world as a Servant."

"Although I am not worthy to become a Heroic Spirit, my history of hostility with the First Church allows me to manifest in this world with the help of some kind of power."

Nero nodded, seemingly understanding, "Although I don't quite understand, it feels like something very powerful. You truly are worthy of being my teacher."

The magician extended his hand.

"I understand."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and activated the scarlet Command Seal in her hand.

"I swear by Command Spells that I acknowledge you as my Servant."

"Well, I'll just have to be your follower for now."

As he felt magic power continuously flowing into his spirit base, the man's facial expression gradually softened.

His dirty black robe vanished in an instant, revealing him with short, jet-black hair, dark bronze skin, a black wizard's robe, and a necklace with an inverted cross around his neck.

A luminous green glow slowly enveloped the two of them.

“Servent Ruler Simon Magus, one who is hostile to the Initial Church, acknowledges you as my master.”

I thought this Servant's class was Magician, but I didn't expect it to be a Judgement Servant?

Fujimaru Ritsuka found it somewhat unbelievable.

"How...how could this be?! My master, Ximen, has actually become younger than before?!"

Nero opened her cherry-like mouth in surprise.

"Is this what it feels like to ascend to the Spirit Origin? Although you're terrible as a magician, you're passable as a Master. Anyway, with my power, at least you can protect me and escape Rome without any problem."

Simon looked at his body, slightly surprised.

"Escape from Rome... but... I must overthrow that monster's throne and reclaim Rome!"

Nero retorted.